Pretentious

The emperor was thinking in his mind, the ministers were also measuring various pros and cons, and Du Ruhui was also considering gains and losses. Du Ruhui didn't care about silver, money, silk, rights, and identity throughout his life. What he cared about was how big the career he had achieved...

"If you go back to Your Majesty, it is indeed very big. Not only is it very big, but it is something that has never happened in history. It is even huge enough to scare someone to death."

But I still have to speak. Please allow me to ask the generals of the guards for a few questions."

Li Shimin responded coldly;

"allow."

Du Ruhui walked to the general slowly and asked passionately;

"General Yuchi, I heard that your guards are very edible. They have to take away more grains every time to be willing to do so. If I don't give enough of this time, you have to be a thug. Is this a matter?"

When Yuchi Gong saw the first person from the Ministry of War coming to ask, he didn't dare to be arrogant, so he quickly stood up and explained;

"If you go back to Pushe, it's really not that I, Yuchi, play a rogue. I'm really eating too much. Pushe, please give me a comment. If the children's stomachs are not full, how do you think you will fight in the battle formation? So the last general had no choice but to play a rogue. Please check it out!"

Yuchi Gong wanted to continue to explain, but was stopped by Du Ruhui waved his hand;

"Okay, okay, I don't want to care about those things right now. You just tell me how much grain a man needs to fill his stomach in a day?"

Yuchi Gong quickly lowered his head and thought, but he didn't say anything for a long time. Yuchi Gong was also worried. Does it make people feel unhappy if a man eats too much? If he says too little, will his subordinates reduce the food rations in the future? The first person of the eighteen bachelors knows what he is thinking?

After Yuchi Gong considered it for a while, he decided to make a small amount of food, and he could still eat enough, and he was not wronged. Then he raised his head to respond to Du Ruhui;

"If you go back to Pushe, a man can only have the strength to fight if he beats him at least half a pound!"

"Oh? How much ration does that man need in a day?"

"If you go back to Pushe, a man needs at least three and a half pounds of rice a day to barely eat his fill. The generals have already touched these marching events clearly, and they really can't be less! If they lose less, they won't have the strength to walk!"

Listening to the incorrect statement of Yuchi Gong, one of the three fools in Chang'an, speaking, several generals all looked like they were oh, and then they lowered their heads helplessly. Damn! Can your son eat three and a half pounds of food a day? What's more, are three pounds of big white rice dry rice?

A group of civil servants twisted their bodies neatly, all looking at the three fools of Chang'an, Yuchi Laohei, in surprise, thinking in their hearts that there must be a limit for you to talk big, right? Three pounds of white rice is enough for a civil servant to eat for three days. This is nonsense. Do you think your Majesty is a fool?

(One pound in the Tang Dynasty was 600 grams, which is equivalent to one pound and two ounces now. One dou twelve pounds, and one stone of rice is 120 pounds)

Yuchi Gong didn't care about the surprised eyes of civil servants. His skin was second only to Cheng Yaojin, so he was never afraid of a run.

Du Ruhui had something to do, so he didn't care about anything with Yuchi Gong. If he was free in his daily life, he would immediately drive him out, without blinking his eyes when he spoke loudly. If he didn't drive him out, would he listen to him continue to swear?

Even though Du Ruhui didn't want to be troublesome, he couldn't help but choke Yuchi Gong again;

"Oh? The general's subordinates are really amazing. They can eat three or four kilograms of dried rice a day by one person. No wonder the barbarians who always kill the barbarians flee in all directions. They turned out to be so gluttonous."

No matter how stupid Yuchi Gong was, he could hear it. Du Pushe was sarcastic, but Yuchi Gong was blushing. His face was very dark, and even if it was blushing, he couldn't tell it.

"Ah, yes, the boys can't eat too much."

"Okay, okay, I don't want to get into trouble with you anymore. I'll just ask you a few words, how much grain will you eat in a month and how much grain will you eat in a year?"

"This... if you go back to Pushe, you will have to calculate it carefully before you can answer it."

"Okay, I will give you some time to consider. You can sit down and think about it."

"It's Pushe."

Yuchi Gong was so panicked that his rations were not calculated based on three or four kilograms a day. Isn’t this shooting himself in the foot?

Li Shimin really wanted to laugh, but he couldn't show his true colors. He could only take a memorial with a calm look on his face, not happy or sad, and read it seriously!

Du Ruhui looked at a group of generals and spoke with a smile;

"My generals, for the same question, I'll ask the generals to tell you a little bit later. I'll carefully calculate the cost of the sixteen Wei Erlang in the year!"

"It's Pushe."

Du Ruhui's words made all the generals in the study start to lower their heads and calculate. This is a troublesome thing. If there are too many, it is not enough, it is not enough. It also depends on the number of Yuchi Gong, because the fools have seen it. Lao Hei is lying about military affairs, so he can't make people laugh at him...

Yuchi Gong was anxiously sitting and feeling uncomfortable. Seeing that everyone was lowering their heads and calculating, Yuchi Gong had to secretly pull Lu Jishan sitting in front of him, and kept clicking on Lu's waist with his fingers.

Lu Jishan, who was sitting in front, nodded gently. Yuchi Gong then felt relieved. There was no need to worry this time. He was an important figure in the Ministry of Revenue and was in charge of all the affairs of white wine in the court. If he made a mistake in the calculation, no one could do it right.

Yuchi Gong looked at Lu Jishan in front of him and bent down to pull his shoes. Yuchi Gong quickly bent down.

“Lu Jishan explained in a very low voice;

"A man's son is 105 kilograms a month, and a man's son is 100,000 kilograms a month, and a man's son is 100,000 kilograms a year."

"Okay, thank you very much."

Although the two of them were whispering perfectly, Li Shimin could see clearly from the outskirts of his eyes, put down his hand, and secretly pinched his thighs before continuing to maintain a calm face.

Du Ruhui even pretended not to see anything. Fang Xuanling glanced at this place and closed his eyes.

Yuchi Gong got the cheap one and stood up and said angrily;

"Your Massacre, I finally calculated the cost of the men."

"Oh? The general is really powerful. No one else has calculated it well. The general is unique and takes the lead. He is powerful. Then let's talk about it."

"It's Pushe. If you come back to Pushe, you will only eat one hundred and five kilograms of the guards a month, and one kilogram of the guards a year, and one kilogram of the guards a month, and one kilogram of the guards a month, and one kilogram of the guards a year, and one kilogram of the guards a year, and one kilogram of the guards a year."

"Thank you very much for telling the general, please sit down and talk."

"Thank you, Pushe."

Niu Jinda, who had just landed on the other side of Yuchi Gong, stood up immediately;

"Your Massacre, the last general's guards will have about the same number in a year."

"Okay! General, please sit down."

"Thank you, Pushe."

Niu Jinda just sat down and said that he needed 90,000 shi of grain, and then everyone talked, almost 90,000 or a little more, but the three fools in Chang'an all need 100,000 shi.

Du Ruhui put down his clothes and robe leisurely;

"Okay, what the generals said is basically the same, so it will be calculated based on 100,000 stones, which will be more convenient."

Several generals thought that they would be happy to pay grain according to this amount in the future, so they quickly praised Du Ruhui;

"Pushe is really wise."

Du Ruhui spoke with a smile;

"It's good to be wise, I'm afraid of you in the future. "

Du Ruhui immediately turned around after he finished speaking;

"Report to Your Majesty, I have finished asking, please allow me to report to you a few words."

"Are you finished asking?"

"Yes, your majesty."

"Tell me, I also want to see what Du Pushe wants to say to be a tax customer for Li Dalang."

"Your Majesty, according to the calculations of the generals, a guard needs 100,000 stones a year, so the Sixteen Guards need 1.6 million stones a year. In addition, the imperial guards in the north and south yamen need more than 2 million stones of food per year. Therefore, I think that if Li Dalang can hand over three million stones of grain to the court, he can support the food per year."

After hearing this, Yuchi Gong stood up immediately;

"Your Majesty, I'm calculating the cost of the men. I haven't even mentioned the food of war horses and animals that pull things."

"That's right, this is just the food for the men, but it doesn't talk about animals and war horses."

"That's right, these rations alone are not enough."

A civil servant couldn't stand it anymore and stroked his forehead and spoke;

"Hey, I'll say you three..., you guys have eaten more than 200 yuan. Isn't the remaining one million stones just for the animals and war horses?"

Then many civil servants began to burst into laughter. Chang'an Sansha glared at the civil servants fiercely, and then sat down with dissatisfaction.

After hearing this, Li Shimin was obviously thinking about the problem, and his right hand kept beating the table. This action was the characteristic of His Majesty's careful consideration.

It is obvious that Your Majesty is a little moved!

Du Ruhui saw that His Majesty the Emperor was a little loose, so he quickly came and fired while the iron was hot;

"Your Majesty, let's not talk about the rent collected by the court, but only the six million stones of grain are almost enough to consume for a year and a half. In addition, the two harvests this year are enough for Your Majesty's army to eat for two years. Why not do it? If you suddenly have two years of extra rations, I dare to say that when something happens, you will no longer have to worry as much as before. Please give your Majesty a clear guide."

Li Shimin did not speak, nodded, nor shook his head, but just looked at the door of the study, Fang Xuanling next to him also saw the trick. He wanted to agree to Li Dalang, but there was no way out. Now he asked everyone to come up with a way out, and the other was to ask everyone to plan and how to come up with a complete way to prevent things that future generations can no longer do like this!

Fang Xuanling saw the situation clearly and immediately stood up to support his old friend;

"Report to Your Majesty, what Du Pushe said is what we need. It is difficult to mobilize the soldiers and horses of the world for a hundred miles, let alone other things. If you don't go out, you have to come back and arrange them quickly. Please give me a clear explanation!"

Changsun Wuji listened to the number and didn’t understand it now, that was a fool;

"Report to Your Majesty, I just said Du Pushe's idea and I will discuss it. Now this sentence remains unchanged. Please give it a clear look!"

Both the powerful people of literature and martial arts made decisions, and the brother-in-law whom His Majesty relied on also agreed, and the rest of the people came to follow the trend, regardless of literature and martial arts;

"Report to Your Majesty, I will discuss it."

"Your Majesty, I will also discuss it."

"I, please give your Majesty a clear explanation."

Li Shimin did not let go but stretched out his hands;
To be continued...